Packages from Home

It doesn’t even really matter if it’s from home, specifically; the mere physical fact of receiving something in the mail can’t help but bring a smile to the recipient. Sort of like buying something that you really don’t need for yourself at Hudsons or May Company - just a little treat. There’s not one person over here that doesn’t catch their breath when the mail is being brought in, wondering “is there anything for me?” Mail is what connects us to the real world - it reminds us that there is more to life than just work and walls, and bombs in the distance. We all need that reminder once in a while.

Quite a few folks have sent unsolicited letters or packages that have brightened my day more than a little, and I’d like to mention them by name: Aunt Carol, Nancy, Bobby and Bekki (twice!), Karl, Kevin, both Keith and Kraig, and Mom and Dad (who sent a much appreciated pillow for my birthday). Plus numerous packages from my own family in Swansea. I owe each and every one of you a thank you note, and I apologize that I have not yet had the time to send them. Please don’t think your thoughtfulness is not appreciated.